As soon as the children arrived, the yard became more and more lively.

Perhaps it was blood-related nature, Wei Qin's eyes subconsciously fell on the two children at the last moment from the moment these children came in.

She heard Shu Yu describe Xiao Songle's appearance, and now she looks at the child on the left side almost exactly the same as the one described.

The carvings and jade are clean and clean like a child like a young man. When she smiles, she looks particularly similar to his father Song Dazhuang.

Xiao Songle had already walked into the hall. He happily ran to Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu with full hands, "Cousin, cousin."

Shu Yu smiled and touched his head, then turned his head.

Xiao Songle looked along her gaze, and her body suddenly froze and her hands tightened.

Quanquan lowered his head and looked at the hands that were pinched very hard. Just as he was about to protest, he heard Xiao Songle's small voice, as if only the two of them could hear it, "...Mom?"

Quanquan was stunned. When he raised his head, he saw a young woman not far away, with red eyes, as if she was trembling.

Xiao Songle was a little uncertain whether he had seen an illusion. Why did the person in the image he held in his arms every day seem to appear in front of him?

He blinked hard, but the person did not disappear.

The little guy suddenly looked at Shu Yu beside him with a helpless look, "Cousin, I, there seems to be something wrong with my eyes."

Shu Yu was funny and gently pushed him forward, "Your eyes are good, you read that right, that's your mother, the mother in the portrait. We found her, she is very concerned about you."

Xiao Songle widened his eyes in shock, unconsciously let go of his little hands, and then walked forward step by step.

Wei Qin could no longer control herself, so she took two steps forward, squatted down and hugged him into her arms.

Xiao Songle took a deep breath. Is this the taste of mother?

His little hand tightly grabbed the corner of Wei Qin's clothes and asked in a low voice, "You, are you really my mother?"

Wei Qin's tears fell down the saxony, almost unable to speak.

She hugged the child in her arms tightly, lit her head one after another, and choked, "Yes, I am your mother. I'm sorry, my mother has never been by your side all these years, I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay." Xiao Songle felt that he was very happy, but why did he cry? "I know you can't help it. My uncle, my uncle told me that you love me very much.

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The child was very sensible, but Wei Qin cried even more and more, "You blame your mother, it's okay, it's because I'm incompetent, and I can't even protect you..."

The mother and son hugged each other and cried together, which made the people watching him feel sad.

Quanquan originally wanted to go up to comfort his good friend, but the old lady pulled him out.

"Let's let them talk alone. Let's go. The guest room should be cleaned up. You've been tired after so many days. Let's go back to your room to rest. Let's talk carefully later."

The Xu family and Fang family hurriedly thanked each other, and everyone retreated one after another.

Shu Yu was also driven back to Yuyuan to rest by the old lady, and the children were not allowed to disturb her.

Shu Yu was indeed sleepy after being pregnant, but she did not refuse and was taken back to the room by Meng Yunzheng.
Chapter completed!